letter, for Anni — pdf
“I have spent some time observing a sentence by Anni Albers which looks like a trompe l’oeil. It is on page 62 of her On Weaving, in a beautiful edition by Studio London, and it is about the language of touch. We touch things —she says— to accept ourselves within a reality. We touch the objects we love. We touch the things we create. I often wonder if it is not the other way round, if the objects, shapes and words are the ones that touch us — as in a sort of unfinished dialogue. This is how I always read your work, as incomplete thoughts, those that inhabit the letters we write.”
Text by Bea Espejo.
12 pages, Fernanda Fragateiro and Catalina D’Anglade, 2018
“I have spent some time observing a sentence by Anni Albers which looks like a trompe l’oeil. It is on page 62 of her On Weaving, in a beautiful edition by Studio London, and it is about the language of touch. We touch things —she says— to accept ourselves within a reality. We touch the objects we love. We touch the things we create. I often wonder if it is not the other way round, if the objects, shapes and words are the ones that touch us — as in a sort of unfinished dialogue. This is how I always read your work, as incomplete thoughts, those that inhabit the letters we write.”
Text by Bea Espejo.
12 pages, Fernanda Fragateiro and Catalina D’Anglade, 2018